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Turning his head, he saw Gu Qingning lying beside him. He quickly turned back and checked her over, relieved to find that she had only sprained her ankle and was otherwise unharmed. The worry that had weighed on his heart finally lifted.
He glanced at himself; he was dressed warmly, and though his hands and feet bore some scrapes, they were not serious. They had fallen from such a high cliff, and if it hadn't been for Gu Qingning using her internal energy to slow their descent, they would have likely been shattered upon impact.
Pei Zhiqing removed his cloak and draped it over Gu Qingning. He thought about the people who might be searching for them; it would take some time for anyone to find this place. Standing up, he looked around for a moment and gathered some firewood.
Gu Qingning stared at him blankly.
"Are you feeling any discomfort since waking up?" Pei Zhiqing asked with concern as he set down the scattered branches he had collected.
Gu Qingning shook her head.
Pei Zhiqing arranged the firewood and said, "The terrain here is steep, and it might take them a while to find us. Let's start a fire to keep warm. We can assess our surroundings in the morning and figure out how to get out."
After waiting for quite some time, the fire still hadn't ignited. Gu Qingning raised her eyes to see the man before her struggling with the kindling.
She smiled softly, channeling her internal energy. With a sudden burst, a small flame flickered to life.
"It's done, my husband," Gu Qingning said with a gentle smile.
Pei Zhiqing remained silent, sitting beside her as he lifted her foot gently.
"Does it hurt?" he asked. This little girl had never been one to endure pain quietly; even a sprained ankle would usually elicit a complaint from her.
A pang of heartache blossomed within him, spreading through his chest and limbs.
Gu Qingning furrowed her brow slightly and replied, "It doesn’t hurt."
She truly wasn't lying. In the past, even minor pain would have felt unbearable to her, but at this moment, she felt no pain at all.
Pei Zhiqing settled behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. "My little wife doesn’t need to be so strong," he said softly.
His little wife always thought of others—her father-in-law, her elder brother, her younger sister—never once considering herself.
Gu Qingning lay obediently in his arms and softly said, "Do you know? Before I married you, I was afraid of heights and rarely ventured out. But when I stood at the edge of the cliff with you, I found that I wasn't afraid at all. When I woke up just now and saw your cloak, my heart instantly settled. I know you wouldn't bear to go far; you're surely nearby."
Pei Zhiqing rested his head against the top of her hair, quietly listening to her words.
After this ordeal, he had heard the innermost thoughts of his little wife, which was truly not easy to come by. Did this count as a test of true feelings in adversity? He found Gu Qingning's words particularly enchanting, as melodious as the song of a golden oriole.
The two of them whispered to each other like an old married couple, embracing and drifting into a deep sleep amidst the flickering firelight.
That night at the bottom of the cliff, Gu Qingning spoke many words. Pei Zhiqing had never realized that this graceful and demure woman could also possess such an adorable side. He smiled and placed a kiss on her inky black hair.
Pei Zhirui ordered his men to investigate throughout the night. At dawn, he left the city gates, riding leisurely forward on horseback.
He knew he couldn't act too conspicuously; after leaving the city gates, there was no need to overly avoid the gaze of others. If he could delay for a moment, he would do so; he had no intention of truly rescuing those two people.
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